Her Sweet Confections

Everything seemed to happen so fast… at first, he was taking a leisurely stroll through town, looking for a place to plop down and chow down, then the next he was face to face with what he could only assume was a newly opened bakery. In truth he had been lured in by the sweet promise of fattening pastries that reached his nose a block away and from there he was practically a zombie, his stomach growling the entire time.

“Miss Confectious? What a weird name for a bakery…” He mumbled under his breath, finding it a bit odd that he was just now discovering this place for the first time. There wasn’t a single announcement or advertisement that he was aware of or even a grand opening. Though at that moment, his thoughts were interrupted by another angry grumble of his stomach, his hands coming down to rub the rounded paunch and giving it a few pats. None of this really mattered now, what mattered was how much of the bakery’s pastries he could pack into his gut.

Running his hand through his curly brown hair, he took a breath and strode into the establishment and upon opening the door he was hit with a wave of warmth and his nose was practically stuffed with the sweet scent of freshly baked confections. However, it wasn’t only the smell of the sweets that would soon add pounds to his already heavy frame but the woman who stood behind the counter a bit further ahead.

Jared’s eyes widened as he froze in place, his gaze locked onto the caramel skin woman. She stood with her back turned to him, but even so it was easily seen just how curvaceous she was. She was a bit on the taller side, of course not as tall as he was, being about 6 '4, but she was certainly taller than normal. Her hair was done up into a large ponytail and a soft brown only further complimented by the blond highlights that made it look as if it was vanilla cream over chocolate.

He could feel the front of his pants tightening a bit as his gaze drifted downwards. She wore what he could only identify as a sort of long-sleeved sweater, but in the form of a tube top, but more impressively the top seemed to only wrap around her chest and the swell of her breasts which even from behind he could tell was monumental. The sweater itself complimented her well, decorated like a vanilla cupcake with pink frosting and sprinkles of various colors. Her body was an impressive hourglass, slimming at the waist only for her hips to push out wide, her black leggings hugging the width and the plushness of her ass.

While he was lost in his assessment of who he could only assume was the bakery’s owner, his stomach once again reminded him why he was here, growling louder than before and tipping off the woman from behind the counter. She turned, her green hues glancing directly at his as the rest of her features were revealed along with the sprinkle of vanilla-colored freckles across her face, shoulders and even her heavy breasts that seemed barely contained by her top and the black bikini top she wore under it.

Her lips spread into a knowing smile as she waved toward him, but he didn’t budge, despite his hunger he was a bit mesmerized by her. That was until she called out to him in her cheery, yet welcoming voice.

“Hello! Welcome in!” She chirped, leaning forward a bit on the counter, her breasts squishing against the clean surface. “Have a seat anywhere and I’ll come over in a jiffy!”

Jared only nodded, becoming a bit self-conscious as he tugged at his much too small t-shirt that clung to his fat gut, a sliver of belly pushing out the bottom as he made his way over to a nearby table. Pulling the chair out, he carefully sat down, the single chair creaking a bit under his weight, bringing a blush to his face, not being able to bring himself to look toward the woman. However, unknowingly to him, she hadn’t taken her eyes off of him, doing her own examination of his fattened body and licking her lips just a bit.

It didn’t take long for her to make her way over, handing him a menu while her soft smile never left her face.

“We have something special going on today.” She spoke up. “All you can eat pastries for lower than normal price.”

He bit his lip, normally he would be all over something like that, stuffing his fat face with all the pastries he could fit into his belly, but with her being so close, even her breasts were a hair away from bumping right into his face, he couldn’t bring himself to put on such a gluttonous display in front of her.

He shook his head looking back toward her, his blush darkening, she was so close. “N… No, that’s fine… maybe something small like a donut or two…”

“Aw… that’s it?”

He nodded, gulping a bit as he knew his stomach wasn’t pleased with such a light snack, but he mentally promised it that he would make it up to it later. With a bit of a sigh, he turned his gaze away, his pants feeling even tighter than earlier as his erection was slowly making itself known, tenting his pants and pushing up against the bottom of his soft belly.

The woman pressed no further as she nodded, a bit dejected as she walked away, but not before Jared was able to sneak some glances at her ass, wobbling like jello as she went behind the counter again to pick the donuts for his order.

Rubbing his belly, he cursed himself as he tried to calm himself down, but his cock stayed the course as his thoughts were filled by the woman.

A few minutes later she had returned, but to his shock there was more than one or two donuts on his plate, there were several. A few beads of sweat dotted his forehead as he looked back up toward her, not wanting to turn down the donuts but he knew once he started she would know how much of a glutton he was, the very thought caused his already straining cock to throb further as she shuffled in his seat, the chair groaning under him.

“A… Ah, thank you very much… ummm…”

“Milka, you can call me Milka.” She winked. What a name… “Make sure you eat all of it, I have some pastries coming fresh out the oven and I know a big boy like you would love to try them.”

Before he could respond, she had strode away leaving him with his small mountain of ringed pastries. Turning back to his… bounty, he sighed, it would be rude for him to just let these perfectly good donuts go to waste. He reached out, picking up the warm donut before bringing it to his mouth. The scent of the sweet treat alone was enough to cause his mouth to water as he took a bite. His eyes widened as the sweet flavor exploded in his mouth and before he knew it, he had scarfed it down without hesitation.

A bit of frosting and sprinkles littered his mouth as he licked his lips and reached for another, and then another and another. These donuts were fantastic in every sense of the word and he couldn’t get enough. As he sucked down the plate of donuts, he failed to realize that Milka was watching every moment, her smile never leaving her face as she watched him shove each one into his mouth greedily.

In her hands she held a rather large tray, piled high with slices of various cakes, cupcakes and even more donuts. Giggling to herself she made her way over just as he was finishing off the last donut, his gut had pushed out just a bit, his t-shirt riding a bit higher now, just above his belly button and pushing heavily into his fully chubbed cock.

Rubbing his belly, feeling his fingers run along more of the soft skin of his belly he didn’t notice Milka at first until she sat the tray in front of him, snapping him out of his gluttonous stupor.

“Oh! Ah… sorry about that.” He stammered, straightening up but groaning slightly as his belly pressed into the edge of the table. His blush returned as he tried to pull the bottom hem of his t-shirt down over the swell of his gut.

Milka chuckled, patting his head before reaching and taking a cupcake, reminiscent of her top. “Nonsense, a baker is always happy when someone enjoys their baking, please… have another.”

Before he could protest however, the cupcake was pushed past his lips preventing him from speaking. The moment the warm and fluffy pastry touched his tongue, his eyes rolled back in bliss and a soft moan escaped his lips as she pushed it further into his mouth until his greedy gullet consumed the entire confection. His cheeks bloated with it as he chewed loudly, her smile widened as she wasted no time bringing another to his mouth even before he had finished the previous and this continued on for a while. With each pastry he consumed, she was already bringing another one to his lips and each one brought to his lips he ate willingly.

Any and all reservations about seeing like an absolute pig in front of her melted away like the frosting so pleasantly did on his tongue. His jaw worked tirelessly to chew the pastries, his neck swallowing down each offering and filling his gut. Each one pushed his already soft gut out further, each one causing his shirt to ride up even further and his increasingly swelling gut to press into his raging hard on.

He was in heaven…

This was not like anything he expected today, he had only planned to pop in, grab a few pastries to-go and oogle the proprietress in the process. Yet… he hadn’t expected her to be so breathtaking and on top of that, feeding him the pastries on top of it all. Jared’s inner pig had taken over and he dared not decline any treat that came to his mouth no matter how full he was getting.

And it was showing…

His gut was packed after a few more minutes of stuffing, neither of them concerned with the world around them as Milka was fixated on Jared’s constantly swelling gut, watching his shirt rise higher and higher with each fresh pastry fed to him until it reached the bottom of his soft moobs. Those two had grown slightly, she noticed his nipples were hardening a bit which wasn’t surprising since she had already spied the hard on straining in his pants, being constantly smushed by the sweet bounty of pastries being packed into his gut.

Jared could only moan and groan, his hands brought up to his bigger belly as he leaned back, the last pastry pushed past his lips. His pants which had constantly gotten tighter and tighter against his gut strained, his belt even squishing into him until he swallowed the last cupcake and it popped off along with the button of his pants. The sound of the metal button clattering on the floor brought them both back to reality as his gut surged forward just a bit more no longer being contained.

“Well… aren’t you just a piggy of a customer.” Milka purred a bit as she placed her hand on the top of his gut from behind, her breasts squishing into the back of his head like the most comfortable pillows. He groaned a bit more, rubbing the sides of his belly and licking off the excess frosting and sprinkles around his mouth. His cock throbbed a bit more, stretching his underwear as the bulge poked out from his now lowered pants zipper and pressing hard against the under swell of his gut.

Milka licked her lips, leaning forward more, engulfing Jared’s head in her cleavage as she reached under his hefty gut and found his straining member wrapped in the fabric of his underwear. She gave it a few strokes causing his fat thighs to press together and a few struggling pants to escape his lips. Her smile widened, pulling back before taking his hand and with a bit of effort, tried to pull the fat boy to his feet. It took a bit, as Jared wasn’t too keen on getting up, he was much too full for that. However, a little encouraging whisper of something sweeter from the kitchen gave him the small burst of energy he needed to heave his fattened body out of the chair that was moments from breaking under him as it whined loudly in relief once he slowly rose.

His breaths came heavier now, his gut hanging lower and pushing down on his cock as he panted more. Sweating slightly as he looked back at Milka with pleading eyes, he was putty in her hands and he wanted nothing more than for her to feed him again, to make him bigger to the point he couldn’t fit through the doors of the bakery, let alone get up under his own power.

Without a word, she gave his belly a few pats before guiding him behind the counter and into the kitchen. The scent of sweets was even stronger here as she brought him deeper into the kitchen before plopping him on a stool nearby what looked like a large vat. Inside the clear container that was nearly as tall as he was, a thick and creamy concoction was contained within.

Milka turned to him, pushing him down on the stool as she gave him a few pats of the side of his gut before going over to the side of the vat. His mind was still stuck in a daze, not questioning what she was about to do to him as long as she fed him again.

“Since you've been such a good customer, I am going to give you a little treat.” She giggled softly, grabbing a tube from beside the vat. “I hope you didn’t have any plans today.”

She strode back over, her hips swaying enticingly as she brought the open end of the tube to Jared’s mouth. She didn’t force it inside his greedy gullet; she didn’t have to because he opened his mouth without question. With a smile, she pushed the tube into his mouth, patting the top of his head as she stepped back. The tube rested softly in the gentle cleavage of his moobs as she blushed a bit before turning to the vat and flipping a switch.

The container hummed to life as the creamy liquid pushed through the tube and before Jared could comprehend what was happening, his taste buds exploded with creamy sweetness. His eyes once again rolled back as the sweet batter was pumped directly into his mouth, down his throat and into his already packed belly.

Milka smiled as she watched him gulp heavily, over and over as he sucked down the thick batter. Each gulp she could see his already heavy belly pushing out even more. What was more surprising was that not only was he getting fuller, but he was also getting softer.

Pound after pound of the batter pumped into his greedy gut seemed to quickly turn into fat. His face fattened up even more, his cheeks pushing up against his eyes as his double chin started to become more pronounced. His arms fattened as his shirt got tighter and tighter, no longer even bothering to cover his already swelling gut as it pressed down harder against his cock, a wet patch spreading across his underwear as he got hornier.

The sounds of his greedy gulps filled the room along with the sounds of creaking from both the stool and his clothes. His moobs were getting fatter as his shirt was now struggling to hide them, soft moob flesh started to push out the bottom, his nipples even harder than before as he held the sides of his ever increasing belly. It filled up his lap and slowly creeped off the sides, even pushing forward as it threatened to pass his knees.

Jared’s gaze became unfocused, his only thought was to empty the vat of all its batter, to get fatter for this mischievous baker. It was like she had planned this all along, and he wasn’t upset by it in the slightest.

Minutes past and Jared had nearly tripled his size, the legs of the stool buckled under his new, heavier weight as it could hold him up no longer. With a loud snap, the legs gave in as his fatter, heavier body plopped down onto the floor, his fattened ass cushioning his fall as it continued to swell out the tops of his pants to meet the fattened rolls of his back.

Even as he hit the ground, he didn’t stop gulping down the vat, not even halfway through as his fattened legs spread to let his growing belly spread across the cold floor in front of him. Milka watched as she reached down, patting his belly, feeling it swell against her hands. His body shuddered and wobbled to her touch.

Jared’s weight continued to climb, his arms getting fatter and fatter until he couldn’t bend them. Slowly being enveloped by tires of arm fat and being forced out to his sides. His shirt had long since torn away leaving his heavy moobs resting off the sides of his full and fat gut. His pants no longer clung to his fat legs, but his underwear struggled for dear life as it stretched around his fattened as and hard cock that had relieved its load not once but several times. At this point he was so lost and unable to do anything from being pumped up by this fattening batter, that each swallow caused him to orgasm. Each swell of his gut rubbing against his cock and coaxing out another load.

“Such a good piggy.” She cooed, before the sound of the doors of the bakery opening caught her attention. “Keep swallowing while I go help this customer.”

She smiled before patting Jared on the head again, but at this point he couldn’t register it, he could only focus on swallowing and feeling his body fatten up more and more.

Leaving him to finish the vat, she walked out of the kitchen as she went to tend to her next customer, and who knows… maybe if she was lucky, she could give Jared a fattening friend to tend to her extra batter vats.